chapter 13

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Salvatore

"Shh," I said again and closed my eyes. My hands firmly wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to me. I rested my chin on her shoulder and inhaled her scent for the 100th time. She smelled like fresh roses in a mixture with a really good smell which I can't comprehend.

"Sal," she said but remained in position. I was afraid that she was going to pull away and slap me.

"Hmm," I replied against her neck and she shuddered. I felt my body respond to her shuddering as I felt my self growing harder than ever in my pants. I think she felt it too because she turned to look at me with a wide eyes.

She released herself from my grip and turned to face me, I could see something in those emerald eyes as she looked at me. I felt stupid all of a sudden, we came to check on Sofia but I ended up getting hard.

"Sal," she said, standing in front of me, biting her down lips.

If she does not stop doing that I'll be forced to take her lips right now.

"Sal," she said again. I can't read the look on her face neither could I answer her. I imagined what she wanted to ask. Why did you do that? I silently wished that she would not ask that question. I honestly don't have an answer because I already found myself holding her before I even realised what I was doing. I was as surprised as she was.

I have not said a word since she broke the embrace. I've just been staring at her. She bit her down lips again and opened her mouth to say something but closed it.

"If you don't stop doing that, I'll do something that might make you absolutely mad at me," I said in response to her biting of lip.

Her face flushed and she looked away. Her eyes shifted from the lamp to the ceiling. Something amazed me about this scene. Neither of us moved, we both stood in silence.

"I'm sorry," I said finally. " It was an accident and it would never repeat itself again," I said but doubted my words. Something about her felt different. Strangely different.

Something in her emerald eyes looked dead as soon as I apologized. She cleared her throat and took a step back.

"It's cool," she said and her eyes travelled to the used plate beside the lamp which reminded me that we were in a Sofia's room.

"Would you like dinner?" I asked her. The time should be around 7pm.

"No thanks, I think I should head home." She picked Sofia's used plate.

"No, no, leave it, we have people who would take care of it," I said to her. She nodded and dropped it.

"Can I drop you off?" I asked and to my relief she nodded. She picked her phone while I touched my pockets to check if I had my keys there.

"Set?" I asked and she nodded.

Why did you become so silent all of a sudden?

Within minutes we were in my truck and She was yet to say a word since we left Sofia's room.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked while driving. We were close to her house.

"No," she replied curtly.

"C'mon," I said and turned to look at her face but couldn't get any info because of the darkness of the night.

"No, I'm not. It was just a hug anyway, and you said it would never happen again. I think I'm cool," she said and turned to look outside.

My heart sank at her words. Just a hug? A hug made me hard?

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